All posts tagged Local

Perogies, and perspective New friends, community, drinks The comfort in knowing What the best in us thinks—–

Live music for what ails me, My spirit needing a lift The Black Sheep beckoned My own pre-Christmas gift

‘A Weber Brother’s Christmas’… That had to be good for my soul I was alone, and a few hours early So, it would be fresh air and a stroll
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Intending to bide some time,
I curiously opened your door
Just looking for a unique pint
What I found, was far more

At first, it was exactly what I wanted A small crowd, and ‘Perogy Night’!Easing into the Kaffé 1870 atmosphereSomething about it, feeling just right

It didn’t take very long, however The numbers began to grow For live music and a fundraiser More and more locals, I came to know

Kaffé 1870, Wakefield for Refugees
An awaiting host, a timely cause A community coming together Just like that, and just because

Words from the dedicated organizers,
A gregarious councillor, made everyone smile
The people, the closeness, the obvious warmth
My trip, already, well worth its while

It would become hard for me to leave‘Godknowswhat’ was sublime
Extremely accomplished musiciansDonating their talent, and their time

I couldn’t count all of the terrific chats I had found, in just a few hours But, what I will never underestimate Is community, and its obvious powers

Seeing the good in so many people And knowing, when I hear it
Experiencing your generosity And sharing in your spiritA raffle ticket, some Bean Fair coffee, For my table, another round I had donated, but felt like the recipient As I departed, Black Sheep bound
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Two Weber hours later After another fantastic show It was time for me to leave But, I didn’t really want to go

Reflecting, smiling again, And thinking, alone in my car About an extremely fortunate family About just how lucky they are

A city has them, scattered all aroundA buzz of activity in any small townIt’s where the locals can often be found.A distinct identity for most of these placesWhere’s there’s no shortage of friendly faces.A wheel of houses, with a familiar hub
It’s commonly known as your local pub.

There should be one in every neighbourhood…

A place to meet, after the daily grindA place to relax, laugh and unwindIn Canada, however, we are woefully behind.They’ve been doing it in Europe for yearsRelaxing after work, with friends and beers.Like a charter member, of the best clubYou are a loyal patron of your local pub.

An avenue for embracing subdivided life…

Aperfect chance for neighbours to meet and talkTaking advantage of the hour on the clockA simple stroll, to the very next block.Have a kitchen with food, and include a menuSo the kids can come and enjoy it with you.Just sit right down, order up some grubThey’re cooking for you at your local pub.

A convenient way to enhance your day…

Decrease the list of “friends you seldom see”
A helpful boost to your local economy
Everyone knows that it’s the ‘place to be’.No need to worry about driving your carA fact that eliminates many a bar.No need for transit, or a taxi stubIt’s walking distance to your local pub.

It seems pretty basic when you add it all up… Neighbours getting together in one place. +An escape from the day-to-day of the daily race. +A friendly smile on every familiar face. +Families gathering to meet and greet. +Saving on gas, because you use your feet. +Having said all of that, herein lies the rub= My subdivision, and I, need a local pub.